“I’m going to ...” I warned Pam.
“Not yet, I’m almost there,” she ordered me.
“I don’t think I can hold off.”
“Don’t you do it yet!”
I started to pound her, and Pam clamped down and screamed in my ear. I had no choice but to lose it. I did one of those herky-jerky moves that made you look like a spaz. I went to grab the edge of the table and missed. I suddenly found myself on the floor, with Pam landing on top of me. We were both giggling.
She pulled off me and rolled to my side. We were panting, and I was shocked when I felt my condom come off. I looked down and Tracy had taken it off and was cleaning me up with a napkin. Tracy soon had another condom in place and began to ride me. Tracy wanted slow and gentle. I let her do all the work since she knew what would turn me on. We each had a nice orgasm.
Once we’d finished, Kim came over and kissed me to get my attention.
“Hurry up, the coaches will be around for bed checks in a little bit,” she warned us.
“Let me go downstairs first ... in case,” I said with a smile.
When we came down, everyone was gone except for Bill and Tim, and the place had been cleaned up. Pam, Tracy and Kim slipped out, and five minutes later Coach Hope knocked at our door to check on us. He seemed to be disappointed he hadn’t caught us doing anything. If only he knew.
Saturday November 8
I GOT UP EARLY TO RUN. The town where Adamsville Prep was located looked like it was right out of the Andy Griffith show in the early ’60s. I was enjoying a slice of Americana when I began to relive last night.
I was a little shocked that Pam had joined us in group fun. I couldn’t see most girls doing that with someone they really didn’t know, and I didn’t want her to feel uncomfortable around me.
As far as what happened downstairs, I had no idea. I hoped I hadn’t talked anyone into doing anything they didn’t want to. Setting out condoms was a little over the top. Then again, if anything did happen, I would rather everyone was safe about it.
I entered the park and found other runners out along the river path. I was a little surprised because it was a crisp morning. The temperature had to be in the low forties. I was beating myself mentally when the Alpha Male in me put a stop to it.
The crude thought of ‘a new girl was good’ flashed through my mind. I stumbled and had to stop. The thought of Pam’s hot body affected me on a primal level. I felt goosebumps cover my body as I remembered being with her last night. She and I were made to have sex together.
Kim was a completely different story. I needed to make sure our relationship stayed firmly in the ‘just friends’ category. While we had a good time, that was all it was, a good time.
I just pushed Tracy out of my head. I didn’t have enough time to figure that out now if I ever would.
I took a deep breath. No one had been forced, I kept telling myself. I couldn’t be a hundred percent sure of that, because they may have folded to peer pressure, but we had made it clear they could say ‘no.’ I trusted that everyone knew the score and did what they felt comfortable doing.
Even I had come to realize that all Peggy and I were doing was dating. There was no stronger proof needed than her allowing me to spend time with Tracy and Paige. She had made it clear that I should date others. The niggling thing worming around in the back of my mind was worry about whether she’d be okay about last night. I’d basically had sex with three different girls. Something she’d warned me about was embarrassing her. If this got out, it might just do that.
There was no putting the genie back in the bottle. What was done was done. I just wanted to make sure our escapades didn’t get spread around. If everyone was adult about this, I could see a repeat performance at some point. Of course, that was a pretty big ‘IF.’
I SENT OUT A TEXT TO everyone who’d been in our suite last night to meet before breakfast. When I came out from showering, everyone was there. Several of them looked nervous.
“I just wanted to meet with you and reiterate that last night was a private affair. I personally had a great time, and I hope everyone else did, too.”
That got a few chuckles and nods from everyone.
“When can we do it again?” Mona asked.
I raised my eyebrows as everyone looked at me. Was I really the ringleader of this?
“Are you asking me?” I asked.
Tracy got up to save me.
“I’m not sure I’m ready to do this very often. Last night was spur-of-the-moment. Upon reflection, I’m glad it happened. Speaking for myself, I’m not sure I could do that on a regular basis.”
“I agree with Tracy. I had a really good time last night, but ...” Tim said, and then shrugged.
“That being said, if you girls would like to join me in my bedroom, we can try and reenact some of the evening’s highlights,” I suggested with my best innocent face.
Tracy tried to strangle me, to the amusement of the others.
ADAMSVILLE PREP HAD an actual mini-stadium. Coach told us it held about 8,000 fans. We had our spot in State wrapped up. The only thing not decided was where we’d be seeded. All the guys seemed loose and ready to play. We won the coin toss, and Coach told us to go ahead and take the ball. He hoped to put the game out of reach as soon as possible so the backups got a chance to play. He’d surprised us with this plan. Mr. Cautious explained that this game wouldn’t matter for anything but seeding. He also wanted the starters rested because our first playoff game was on Wednesday.
Ed and I were the deep backs for the kickoff. As we awaited the kick, we looked around and saw the stadium was almost empty. We were being broadcast on our local radio station because it was too far to drive for most of our fans.
‘Today’s kickoff is brought to you by State Farm Insurance. Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there. It’s a beautiful day for football. Lincoln is playing the storied program of Adamsville Prep. Here we go. The kick is long, and Dawson takes it eight yards deep in the end zone. It looks like he’s going to take it out. Adamsville Prep seems to have him bottled up at the fifteen ... wait ... David Dawson makes a looonnng lateral to Ed Pine, who has an opening.
Pine makes a move on the kicker ... he could go all the way ... he’s at the 50 ... 40 ... no one’s going to catch him ... TOUCHDOWN FOR LINCOLN!’
I know it’s a cliché, but it just was not Adamsville Prep’s day. They went three and out, and then shanked the punt for only six yards. We got the ball on their 33 yard line. Coach Diamond was going for the throat and called a corner route for Bill. I hit him in stride, and we were up 14–0 with only a little over three minutes gone in the first half. By the end of the first quarter, we had a 28–0 lead. Bill and I had hooked up for three scores and found ourselves on the bench. The game ended with a 42–14 win.
The bus ride home was fun. Coach let us goof off and blow off steam. We were all looking forward to next week and the playoffs. Our first step towards winning State was completed. The brackets would be unveiled on Monday.
Chapter 18 – State Playoffs
Monday November 10
I’d gone out with Peggy Sunday night to celebrate her coming in third at State on Saturday. Mitch had come in second for the boys. She admitted he’d tried to hit on her again, and I was free to do what was needed. I saw him in the parking lot before school about the same time he saw me coming, and he made it inside before I caught him.
Peggy gave me a reward for being her hero. The kiss was nice, but she was still confused. She asked why all the varsity cheerleaders flirted with me while we talked before school. They were going to have to stop, or Peggy was going to hand me my head. Tracy was absolutely no help. She just told me, “It sucks to be you.”